Sharpedge19
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Joel picked up his wireless ear buds and phone and swung the locker door closed with a loud clang. Standing 6'4", Joel was relatively taller than most guys in his profession but that was a good reason he was successful at it. Joel was a male model and worked for a variety of brands and with him in demand, he needed to keep up his appearance.
After a quick check of his shoes, Joel moved to a nearby sink and peered at himself in the mirror. Looking over his features, he spotted a few age spots but with a quick focus of his mind and his skin shifted to remove the spots. This is what made Joel so unique and "near-perfect" in the industry he was in - Joel was a shapeshifter.
Sometimes when he looked at himself in the mirror, he felt as though he was staring at a stranger who simply mimicked his moves. It had been over 20 years since he had last seen his true self - in fact, he couldn't recall what he looked like. Between playing with his appearance and making adjustments here and there, he simply lost himself to the ideal of what people looked for. He didn't have any photos... no videos... nothing so he could only go by memory. It nagged at him over the years but it was a piece of his past that seemed to be fading away.
Despite his ability to shift his appearance, it took a lot of stamina and physical strength to retain larger changes permanently so he did what made the most sense - to go to the gym and work with a personal trainer. He'd been working with this personal trainer for about 2 months and had really gotten to know her, perhaps this time when he asked to take her out after the gym she'd accept.
"Only way to know is to try." Joel said to himself with a smile. Turning, he left the locker room and headed in the direction of the personal training area. Spotting his trainer, he smiled widely at her. "Good to see you again!"
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Joel picked up his wireless ear buds and phone and swung the locker door closed with a loud clang. Standing 6'4", Joel was relatively taller than most guys in his profession but that was a good reason he was successful at it. Joel was a male model and worked for a variety of brands and with him in demand, he needed to keep up his appearance.
After a quick check of his shoes, Joel moved to a nearby sink and peered at himself in the mirror. Looking over his features, he spotted a few age spots but with a quick focus of his mind and his skin shifted to remove the spots. This is what made Joel so unique and "near-perfect" in the industry he was in - Joel was a shapeshifter.
Sometimes when he looked at himself in the mirror, he felt as though he was staring at a stranger who simply mimicked his moves. It had been over 20 years since he had last seen his true self - in fact, he couldn't recall what he looked like. Between playing with his appearance and making adjustments here and there, he simply lost himself to the ideal of what people looked for. He didn't have any photos... no videos... nothing so he could only go by memory. It nagged at him over the years but it was a piece of his past that seemed to be fading away.
Despite his ability to shift his appearance, it took a lot of stamina and physical strength to retain larger changes permanently so he did what made the most sense - to go to the gym and work with a personal trainer. He'd been working with this personal trainer for about 2 months and had really gotten to know her, perhaps this time when he asked to take her out after the gym she'd accept.
"Only way to know is to try." Joel said to himself with a smile. Turning, he left the locker room and headed in the direction of the personal training area. Spotting his trainer, he smiled widely at her. "Good to see you again!"
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